Kalinka, My Love

In the heart of Russia, where the birch trees stand tall, 
Where the river flows gently, under the silver moon's call. 
Oh, Kalinka, my love, your beauty so rare, 
Like a melody dancing in the cool, night air. 

Through the fields of sunflowers, where the wind whispers low, 
Under skies of endless blue, where our dreams ebb and flow. 
Oh, Kalinка, my heart sings to you, 
In this land of enchantment, where our love will renew. 

Kalinka, Kalinka, Kalinka, my melody so sweet, 
In your arms, I find my peace, 
Your laughter like a silver bell, 
Our love, forever we'll embrace. 

In the village square at dawn, where the market stalls begin, 
Under the watchful gaze of old, wise eyes within. 
Oh, Kalinка, in your eyes, the world’s pure grace, 
In every step, every breath, you're my only place. 

Kalinka, Kalinka, Kalinка, my melody so sweet, 
In your arms, I find my peace, 
Your laughter like a silver bell, 
Our love, forever we'll embrace. 

Under the stars, our secrets shared, 
In the soft glow of the hearth, our hearts prepared. 
Through the seasons, through the years, 
Our love will flourish, like the fields of spring. 

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You can listen to the song via the link:
https://disk.yandex.ru/d/cBxsxQG8i4YBgQ